After some estimation, the shopkeeper looked up at Dongfang Bingwu with a smile and said, "These seventeen swords are worth eight million gold coins in total. Do you want ready-made gold coins or gold tickets?"

The corners of Dongfang Bingwu and Di Beicheng's mouths twitched at the same time, and their eyes burst out with cold light. Did the shop owner treat them as fools? He dared to trick them like this.

"Is it worth just that?" Dongfang Bingwu raised her eyebrows and said coldly.

The shop owner felt the chill on Dongfang Bingwu's body, a flattering smile appeared on his face, and he said patiently, "Little girl, although this is a heaven-level weapon, it has been used by others and has been stained with blood. How can it be used again?"

It’s as valuable as a freshly baked one, so the price I paid is already pretty good.”

"Really? In that case, I will go to another place to trade." Dongfang Bingwu said and was about to put away the dozen shining long swords on the counter.

The shopkeeper became anxious when he saw them. Although these long swords had been used, he was a discerning man and the materials of these swords were of very good quality.

"Little girl, wait a minute, tell me how much it will cost. If it's within my acceptable range, I'll consider buying it." The shopkeeper immediately stretched out his hand to stop Dongfang Bingwu from leaving.

Di Beicheng raised his eyelids and glanced at the shop owner, and said in a deep voice, "Will you trade with your shop?"

"..." Dongfang Bingwu was almost choked by his words. His tone was always arrogant and scary. How could these dozen swords be exchanged for a shop? What's more, there are so many weapons in the shop. Dibei City, you

It's so gangster, it's simply whimsical!

The shop owner was also choked by Di Beicheng's words. Although this shop was small, how could he exchange all his wealth for just these dozen swords?

"Young man, this joke is not funny at all." The shopkeeper's face suddenly turned very ugly, as if he knew these two people were here to cause trouble.

An unpredictable smile appeared on the corner of Di Beicheng's lips, and he said in a compelling tone, "You have only one choice, and that is to trade this shop for these dozen swords."

Dongfang Bingwu was stunned for a moment and looked at Dibeicheng with wide eyes. Was he crazy? Or was he daydreaming?

Di Beicheng met Dongfang Bingwu's eyes, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "Just wait and see! The shop owner will definitely change it."

If he dares not to change, he will naturally have a way to make him obey. Don't forget that the Rakshasa Cult is an underground force.

"Are you trying to cause trouble? Come here and throw them out!" The shopkeeper quickly changed his attitude and glared at Dibeicheng fiercely.

As he finished speaking, four tall men were seen walking out of the back hall of the store. Each of them had a ferocious look on their face, and they swung their fists towards Dibeicheng and Dongfang Bingwu.

Di Beicheng hugged Dongfang Bingwu and spun around. He raised his right leg and swept out heavily. The powerful force sent the four tall men back one after another.

The shop owner looked at such a scene, and the anger on his face became even deeper, "Drive them out quickly." After saying that, he picked up the seventeen swords and wanted to walk towards the back hall, but the bangs that followed were knocking him away.

He was so shocked that the long swords in his hands fell to the ground.

I saw the four men who were originally going to attack were all beaten by Dibeicheng's power and lay on the ground wailing. The shop owner looked at this scene and kept swallowing his saliva. He pointed at Dibeicheng and said "you" several times, but did not say anything.

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Chapter completed!